Sword God

"Congratulations to the tenth consecutive winning streak."

On the battle floor, a loud voice sounded and passed into everyone's ears throughout the audience, causing a cheer, but the cheer was not strong, because the ten-game winning streak on the battle floor was too common.

"Please tell us your title and name on the 30th." Another voice rang from the battle floor, and everyone raised their ears.

Only by winning ten games in a row can they be qualified to announce their title and name, so that thousands of people present will remember that it seems like an honor.

Say your name and title!

The name is there. As for the title, it is not now. It was previously called the vertical and horizontal sword.

"Cross-sword ... Chen Zong!" After three breaths, Chen Zong said his title and name.

Despite being removed from Zong Jianzong, that was not the original intention of Zong Jianzong, but because of the oppression of some circumstances. Chen Zong was not resentful, and he was grateful to the elders of Zong Jianzong and others. Think of himself as a disciple of Jianzong Zong.

Now when you come to this outer realm, let's make a fame with Zong Zongzong.

"A cross sword, it sounds very angry."

"There is an indescribable hegemony."

"mad!"

One by one, they heard Chen Zong's self-reported title.

"Vertical sword." Mo Sen groaned, and the smile on Gu Zhongyuan's face was even worse.

After Chen Zong won ten straight games, today's battle is over.

"Cross-sword Chen Zong, is it a ten-game winning streak or is it going to continue to challenge in the next day?" The Baizhanlou asked.

"Continue to challenge." Chen Zong didn't hesitate half a thousand times, and Chen Zong didn't look down on him. This choice was also expected by everyone.

The figure fluttered slightly, left the battlefield, and landed in an auditorium. Chen Zong was ready to continue watching the battle.

Chen Zong's ten-game winning streak was like a stone splashing into the water with splashes and ripples, and soon returned to calm, and new challenges continued.

"Two consecutive victories on the 44th and Mo Sen on the 46th."

"Mo Sen is finally going to play."

"I don't know how strong he is."

"Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen, he will surely win twenty consecutive games."

"Maybe, there is an ancient bell garden."

There was a lot of discussion, and many people were excited, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more heated.

In the limelight, Mo Sen jumped up, flying across the sky like a bat, while reaching out a stroke, and a narrow black knife on the weapon rack turned into a streamer.

When Mo Sen's feet landed on the battlefield, the long and narrow black sword also flew to the right hand of Mo Sen.

At the moment when the long knife started, Mo Sen's breath became more and more cold, such as the invisible wave swept away, covering the entire battlefield and the 44th on the platform.

The original two-game winning streak of the forty-fourth was when the spirit was in full swing, and was swept by the breath of Mo Sen, shaking involuntarily. There was a feeling of falling into prison. The momentum weakened more than 50%, and his hands and feet were slightly numb In this state, the strength cannot be fully exerted, and it is very good to be able to exert seven achievements.

Gritted the roots of the teeth, forcibly lifted up a true force, and displayed the strongest slash to Mo Sen between the rushes, the huge blade shadow turned empty, if it can cut through the mountains.

One shot across the mountain!

Such a sturdy knife, Mo Sen remained unchanged, his face remained unchanged for half a minute, but when the huge reflection fell, the narrow black knife in his hand waved, the black knife cut through the sky, and the huge knife shadow was in the moment Broken, the black dagger is still intact, chopped directly on the opponent's body, and flew out of the ring. There was a knife wound on the chest, and the blood was shocking.

"I knew it would be so."

"Mo Sen is too strong."

Chen Zongwei nodded incomprehensible, from this knife alone can not see the real combat power of this Mo Sen, but can also see some clues.

Three-star combat power!

Among many warriors, the three-star combat power is indeed very strong, of course, it is incomparable with those top geniuses.

But I don't know why, Chen Zong always thinks this Mo Sen is very mysterious.

Defeating each other with a single knife, Mo Sen won a winning streak. Soon, a second person played a challenge and was defeated by Mo Sen.

The challenges of the battlefields of the battlefield are arranged by the battlefields of the battlefield so that no one will dare to challenge them because the master is too strong, which is simply a waste of time.

Arranged to play by Baizhanlou, regardless of the opponent, either played or conceded.

Soon, Mo Sen won five consecutive victories. He always gave a sword, but the cold sword had a kind of overbearing. No one can resist, and each of them was not injured. From this, we can see that Not a good person.

"No. 46 Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen won five consecutive games, and No. 51 Gu Zhongyuan came on."

With the voice falling, as if countless stones were thrown into the lake, numerous splashes of water splashed, rippled heavily, and swept away.

"Ancient bell garden is coming."

"wonderful."

Mo Sen had previously won ten games in a row, while Gu Zhongyuan had won 20 games in a row. The strength of both of them is no small matter, and now they have to be on the same stage.

This kind of battle is more attractive than ordinary battle.

It will definitely be more intense.

For the first time, another look appeared on Mo Sen's indifferent face, and he was slightly surprised, but soon returned to calm.

Gu Zhongyuan held a bronze-colored stick with the thickness of an arm in one hand, and held the bead chain around his neck with one hand, jumping up to hundreds of meters in height, and sinking like a meteorite, with an amazing momentum and heavy bombardment On the battlefield.

With a loud bang, the battlefields of the hundred battles shook endlessly. The cracks in the debut road under the ancient bell garden broke quickly, and the smoke filled, making the ancient bell garden look as if it had returned from the killing ground, which was very scary.

"The title of Gu Zhongyuan is Meteorite Stick. I don't know who is strong and who is weak between him and Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen?"

"I'll know after the battle."

Chen Zong's gaze swept across the ancient bell garden, and it was just a scene. It is indeed very powerful. It is estimated that the ancient bell garden's combat power has reached the level of three stars.

Perhaps the fighting power between Gu Zhongyuan and Mo Sen is similar, and it will be a fierce battle.

The two were separated by dozens of meters, and they regarded each other as a powerful enemy. The violent breath burst out from their bodies, and the sound of whistling continued.

The breath of Mo Sen's body was as cold as prison, permeating away, so that everyone on the spectator seat could feel the chill, as if a cold wind had blown.

The atmosphere of the ancient bell garden is different from Mo Sen. There is a kind of calmness and heavyness, and it also implies hegemony, like a copper iron mountain, exuding an amazing sense of strength, permeating away, and the people on the spectator seat are suddenly depressed, as if The body is suppressed by the invisible mountains, making breathing difficult.

"So terrible!"

The people on the spectator seat are basically ordinary Zhenwu realms, some of them are still practicing. How can they withstand such a powerful impact? Fortunately, the distance is quite long. If you are on the ring, you ca n’t even do it Here.

However, there are also a few martial arts soldiers who are not affected, and their combat capabilities are beyond the normal realm of martial arts.

"I've wanted to teach Sen Luo Dao for a long time." Gu Zhongyuan grinned, and the copper stick waved, causing a strong whistling sound, the invisible wind came out: "Come on."

"As you wish!" Mo Sen's voice was low, like a cold wind, and the narrow black sword waved out. The dark black sword light broke through the sky, and he went to the ancient bell garden silently and silently.

"Appeared, Sen Luo's amazing knife."

"Good to come." Gu Zhongyuan was not shocked, but his breath was shocked. Copper rods swept through like storms, and rolled out with amazing power.

A series of black, deep sword lights broke through and beheaded and killed, densely covering the entire battlefield, each sword seems to have a spiritual generality, wandering around, and then went to the ancient bell garden.

"Good subtle swordsmanship." Chen Zong secretly said with a little surprise. With Chen Zong's martial arts accomplishments today, it is natural to see some clues. This kind of swordsmanship is more important than the original crossword swordsmanship. Many subtleties, from this point also shows that the origin of Mo Sen is not simple.

"That is……"

"You Morimura sword!"

"It's that family."

Several pseudo-transcendent realms upstairs in the Baizhan Building were surprised at first, then widened their eyes.

"Yu Sen Ming Luo Dao is the inherited martial art of that family, and it is impossible for outsiders to cultivate. There is no doubt that this Mo Sen is a member of that family."

"If Mo Sen is really a member of that family, the combat power should be more than that."

"Don't forget, that family's style of behavior."

"A seal? That's right."

As the pseudo-transcendent realms of several battlegrounds talked, the battles on the battlegrounds of battlegrounds became fiercer.

Facing the countless black and deep slashes of Mo Sen, Gu Zhongyuan waved a copper stick to form a bronze circle around the body, like a copper ball, to resist all the swords, and let the slashes move without splashing. Countless sparks.

The ancient bell garden was very good at defense. When all the slashes of the sword were resisted, the ancient bell garden suddenly leaped up to a height of tens of meters, and the dancing copper sticks were lifted high in a flash, and bombarded fiercely .

The rumbling sound of rumbling sounded like a thunderous thunder, and the huge shadow of a huge copper rod shot down like a mountain.

The name of the meteorite stick is derived from this.

Some martial arts titles are given by others ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, but some martial arts titles are taken by themselves, because some martial arts people worry that they do n’t like the titles they have taken.

Like Chen Zong, at the beginning, he didn't think of any title, but when asked, considering the vertical and horizontal sword sect, he simply gave himself a vertical and horizontal sword as the title.

The title is a kind of representative, which is often related to the characteristics of the warrior himself. It is either looks, something that is good at it, or style of fighting, etc.

Gu Zhongyuan was bombarded with a stick, as if Tianzhu fell, and the power was extremely violent, and the entire battlefield seemed to be broken and collapsed.

Mo Sen looked up, his eyes seemed to be filled with black awns, and between the long swords waving, countless black and dark knives broke out and smashed out, densely like a heavy rain rolling down, like a long river rushing like a sea.

Under the shadow of a mountain stick, every blade of light was broken one after another, but more blades were killed, extremely fierce.

I don't know when, Mo Sen on the battlefield suddenly disappeared, the next breath, but across the shadow of a mountain stick, appeared in front of the ancient bell garden, swept away from the left and right like a thousand troops.